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When Kieran woke up the next morning he had only got 4 hours of sleep. He had been tossing and turning all night, hoping and praying there wasn't another victim to wake up to. He headed downstairs, made himself a cappuccino coffee and just took the events of yesterday in. Kieran drank his coffee as slowly as possible, but when he looked out into the doorway, Troy was standing in the doorway. "I'm sorry, did I wake you?", Kieran said, hoping he hadn't. "I was awake anyway", Troy said, folding his arms, leaning on the doorframe. "I'm sorry", Kieran said, rubbing his face, "What time is it anyway?". "6:30", Troy said, looking down at his watch, "You really need to go easy on yourself. I understand it's very frustrating". Kieran tipped what was left of his coffee down the sink and sighed. "I wish I could just quit", he admitted, "But I have a lot of families leaning in me. I need to get justice for them". Troy didn't know what to think and he went over to Kieran and just hugged him. It was taking a toll on everyone. Stacey watched from the hallway and she smiled; she knew these were extreme circumstances and she hoped one day she could get Kieran back. She crept back to bed and closed her eyes; all hope wasn't lost for their relationship. 

Ciara woke up and surprised herself when she woke up feeling refreshed. She rolled over and got her phone from the bedside table and avoided looking at the news and just went onto her social media and saw what her friends were up to. She envied their ability to go out and she was stuck trying to solve some awful murders. Ciara hoped to regain hat ability one day and when they caught the sicko doing these murders, she would go out on the biggest bender in world history. After flicking through people's Snapchat stories, she went to the bathroom, had a shower, brushed her teeth, dried her hair and got dressed in smart enough clothes. Ciara looked at herself in the mirror and tried to forget the fact they would be meeting the press this morning and other concerned individuals. She sighed, grabbed her bag and headed out of her house, locked the door and made it to her car. She was ready for the worst. 


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